Teamness
I spent the weekend with my quidditch team. Blood, sweat and tears go into in my team because we refuse to take shit from anyone.
Fucking love these people so goddamn much.
I've never been with a group of people who I trust more than these people. It hasn't even been a full semester but they're just all great, caring people. I never feel as if I'm not good enough, or dressed well enough, cuz they don't care! They're just normal, awesomely cool people who are not my adoptive family on campus. My friend not on the team are great and cool, but I always feel slightly jealous that I'm not pretty enough or have big enough boobs . Yo, people just think I'm cool and accept my weirdness. Isn't that awesome? Shout out to the team members who are on tumblr who will read this. Sure, I might sound cheesy, but what the heck, I don't even care. Still love my team.
Fucking love teamness
